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Show SUNDAY 'MORNING. JULY 11, 1920. THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE, 0.0 m 'M. I C 7 rrOST THUS VAB tUriur rerretfullx Out an eld Ume ptaxmxte. irmly niecled Trip HxrV MmtUS Bounce betakes hereelt to Breland. astepw-b!- r to her lathar In to recover from tnandal eetbock. but la reality to carry otrt eerlala eiretertoae plans banre to do wits her dead other' Korlieh reladveat who did not eralcone ker father kilo u family efrcto erhea bo waa married, red have coldly trnored Ua ever nee. The Beauforte A Tire and Winifred. Ihdr atoUsrr. aad Hubert, so taralid brother receive their AaMrlraa coueta with mixed emotiooa, bat Kerri el proeorda blithely to maka fnaada la bar ova way. Thine. aha Snd. are rather at eixea and arrena. Her own brother. Pick, who kaa been la Borland at school, torae out to be a hops lees expatriate, ashamed of hie Amor lean enata. which be hae kept a aecrat. Alloa Beaufort baa mat kim, without knowtnr that ha ie her . Bret cooetn. aad kaa fallen La lore with him. W mitred la unhappy nrer an affair with Kenneth Stanton, a yoonr man who appoara to bo aealoctlac her. The pitiful plirht of Hubert, the lnreltd, aroueee Herrlal to prompt action, aad aba aalieta her fatbar'i aid la aeudiac over aa American speaaUat to the boy. Then ehe aetomshee the Beauforte by asonnt, bar aad btnsn, over to tha home of Aunt Jane Coke, another of tho Korlieh relatirea, poor but proud M Lucifer, aad. to Mlaa Coke, calmly make her kitchea tha center of a flourtihinr neifhborhood trade la qutnoa preaerr eahtina Tripp Bart maaawhlla to find a purchaser for the recipe. While thie venture la under way. Xenaath'a nerlect of Winifred is explained by a letter from Gertrude Bart, Tripp' stater aad a notorious flirt, telltnr of hep enferement to yonnr Stanton, -w- hoar-ehe-tir met 19 Parii. Bemil Bm juf tackled tha lob of etralrhteoln out Ihit Uarto vhea her brother, Dick appear on tha aeana and nakea a farther mesa of thiara by flatly denyinf tte'AoMieftft hit Tatatknchip aatom aaaarta itaalf. howerar. aad ha conferee hit Uly aaaquerada and depart, learlny Alice lrt E A . fleth Stanton In tow. I think." ho added a trifle tartly. " Why, Hen Lord Rivington." and she bluahed furiously at her excited slip of tho tongue, "that waa Tripps sister,' Gertwude. How What a funny little world wo live in. And ian't ahe quite derful Gertruu-- . I mean?" "Well, yes quite stunning, as you call It over there, dort you? But you see well. she- - and Stanton " O, but Lord. Kivington, shes a south' erner by training, you know and that means so much in those things, or so little, rather! Im sure there) was nothing serious ' in It," I didnt quits Really." he drawled; . content was not quite to be expected from what Merrtal had heard and read of English rural conditions; but here, at least, if proved itself before her very eyes. Perhaps not all tenantry were blessed with a Rivington for overlord, she surmised! " Mother tald she would be over at the hail in Ume for dinner, so we shall have Ume to ramble about the old place a fliit before ahe arrives, unless youre too Ured." he aug-- ' gested solicitously. He was tucking her Into the ear again, with his flos Rivington air of deferential proprietorship. " Oh, that wUl be Just perfect; I couldnt bear to wait for it all Ull tomorrow, ahe i sighed, happily. , ' As the shadows of the lovely summer eve- - Seaefort Jbwhcolwae,Jtoiiat at slim meadow. She looked ae grass" herself. Aa Jariiad H e n r yT 7 1 "k "e remembered the "Belle Dam sans Merck t Alice, Th ear was TWELFTH INSTALLMENT. humming so f 1 1 y A Surprise or two. through a great THINK I know now what makes the gateway and difference," Merrlal murmured, half a mil r flashed be aids to herself, as she sat Henry bro10 the In out his acrq through roadster, gaslng Rivington ken arcade of shadtho rich tamed beauty of the English fields and" woods" rolling country," as it is to ows to a wide, sun well termed. reddened front Lord Rivington bent towards her. that teemed, with " The difference?" be questioned. it vine and " Between the beauty of English landscape gables, its rosy and American," she replied. "Have you chimneys, and cirread Alice MeyneUs Spirit of Place, or cling swallows, as Earth Breath. by A. E ? They gave' me as immemorial the key to it, I think. tits old trees and "Tea, I know them both. And what is velvet stretches of the difference?" lawn that led, In America 1 mean our real America, ength after the west and the newer, less settled parts, length, down from where our grandeet scenery is the spirit of the entrance step of the massive old place is still virgin not yet infused with the house to yew walks aptrlt of man. Ite ee if the old goda of nature still possessed it, and no ehrlnee had yet and flowering terbeen built to the goda of men, While here races. Hs left the car at th great everywhere you feel that the epirit of an ancient race poaeeseee the very rocka end the front door, opened soil and the treea. The gods of nature lurk by an ancient servitor. who received within, because they never die; theyre real immortal gods. .But they know them selves an affectionate dispossessed now by the gods of the race. greeting, as they Perhaps they await the time when they eh all passed on together return." Into the hoary old " I suppose thats what I felt in Canada Riving-tobuilding. th lack of historical suggestion or atmosat one began to show off its phere aa one rode about, or crossed the continent by train, Here the countryside seems beauties Merrlal to unfold page upon page of history; its a followed her escort like a trustful and Jolly old place. England," he laughed conenthusiastic child, tentedly. " Ite wonderful and I do love to think shaking her head in wonder over hie you will always let ue share with you,' its i.J history is ours as well aa yours, and wadates and hi rrant you to make ua feel a right in It, mt storiek, flitting Into corner and down Just as visitors hut as Joint owners, 'you eon-posin- g know, England mustnt forget its cousin-shippassages, il'5' 4 sa ' .i , must it? prettily in small paned win, "Far from it" he agreed, smiling down Into her eyes. "Without them, wherever dows, till she ended Weme, fim aiJ, coming fatly tommrdt her. Ita all right ita me, sure enough. should I he now? by rekindling for understand, perhaps." her companion a half forgotten glamour "Or I?" ehe laughed back, responding to nlng began to lengthen they made their way His tone waa so evidently nettled that down from the old farm, on Its dominating hie personal twist to her trend of thought. that flushed his own face proudly at the last. Menial's mind lept back to her night talk hillside by winding lanes, towards the lower Though Aunt jane reminded your mother It waa adorable of you to bring me here," with Gertrude in Boston. Could it be? Was levels of th river valley, where, in Its stately that ours ie not a relationship were merely said Merrlal. It was worth coming to EngHenry Rivington her rod of steel? Waa he? connections, ehe says." park, lay Rivington Old Hall. land for. I shall think oh. so often of this He certainly would never unbend to Ger" ItS true, though, that we began with a It's funny," said Merrlal to her comhouse, and of you. trude's method of competition for her favor. business relationship, through quince prepanion, I thought there couldn't be two You you art roing back?" ha asked. men In all the world more different than you The car was slowing, down, and she heard serve. By the way, how ie it going?" -as ah nodded gravely, he came and Then, " Ive got to ask a favor about that Shell and Tripp Hart, But theres a very striking Rivington remark that she could send her stood before her, as ah sat on th arm of an we pass a telegraph office anywhere?" telegram from the little postofflee at which something you have in common." old carved chair " Thanks, said Lord Rivington, briefly. Lots of them every little postofflee ie a they had drawn up. In a daze of preoccuIf I could persuade' you, he said, " you I shall like to meet him tomorrow." pied speculation Merrlal entered the tiny telegraph office, you know. But you've not would change your mind. place and composed the following telegram Henry Rivington face had never been brought business with you on this holiday, She drew s sharp breath and' rose to Mr to Tripp in London: more serene. His eyes were fairly glassy have you?" , , feet; hut he took her hand and begged her to with serenity. Nevertheless there was a Well, you see I told you I'd got to go to 7 Come and And me at Rivington Old Hall eltdown,- - j , . nervous movement In hit Angers. London on Saturday, and now i find that the tomorrow Consult Guide Book. longing You cant escape it now," be said, almost "You must hav a tremendous Influence, to sea you strictly on business, .Tour bestest- preserve company must see me about it on sternly, but Merrlal besought him. j Mis Houlton, said he. " You strike a man Pel. MERRIAL. Friday." , "Not here, she entreated, not here It this way and that like a shuttlecock. There, Q, but." Henry Rivington protested, "I " And now for tea," Rivington rallied her wouldn't be fair, Lord Rivington. won't let yeu go; you simply can't Tomoryouve spirited a rancher into the preserve as she came beck to him, waiting to tuck Her panic was so obvious, and had. In its business and here you've thwarted the ambi-yonrow! I shant be able to qhow you half my her into the car again by his side. 'Ive1 If. a treasures." of first collector furclass frankness, so amusing an aspect, that of quick antique thought of an old farmhouse of ours whose I "I hate to think of going indeed I do. niture. I still think you owe me some subHenry, who was cool enough for all his shaktenants will Just dote upon giving ue of stantial amends on that score, you know. But I received a tiresome telegram Just being fingers, laughed. their beat. What do you say? Bread from You owned that some amend was due to fore I started.". 1 owe I do," cried Merrlal, earnestly. a wood oven, butter and cream from the me, and now you are begging off, he said. "Let them come to you; much better; you any amount of amends. Ive been worrry-indairy, eggs from th nest; well hunt for Oh. but its not fair not here, lit th over that. There's not a thing on earth dont seem too anxious, you know, he said them ourselves and get the very latest edimidst of all this. I'm I'm not free? that I can do for you. 'You've no Invention sagely. " Tell 'em if theyve got to see you tion, what?" Ho Was as exuberant as a boy Are you quit fair to me? he asked her, tomorrow theyll find you at Rivington Old that need exploiting and you're not engaged now that they had left behind them the a will to near, with his fastidious hand Hall, and youll give em five minutes there! are standing Now, your against whirligig. disreminiscence of Gertrude Hart's cloudy ' " Well but are you sure you dont mind? locked tight behind him. The RJvington eyeyour turbing charm, and perhapa a trifle of brows were very straight And perhaps I ought to say half an hour, Heaven .forbid! A whirligig Is the last dubious speculation anent Merrlal's business Then her face flashed up to him, white and dont you think? You see, its Tripp Hart, thing I should choose for the purpose. But projects, with Tripp as purchasing proviand hes come all tha way from America to broken into quivering, its impish shill dence. haveiyou been assisting all these unfortunates lately? - . Investigate the chocolate and magenta sparklets by eyes that were moist with emoThat will be heaveiy and Im Just pintion. Merrlal shook her head. agents report the real agent, you know," ing for it; there's nothing like this kind of the added mischievously. I "I cant, she murmured tremulously. don't said Mayan for la she, progress, one sadly. 0 there?" thing giving appetite, " Tripp Hart? . Hes a friend of your, be I might do better for you if I knew what "Ton are too too secure, too Nothing unless it be quince preserve," Too greatly in need of dynamiting, eh I lent he? Didnt you apeak of him to me behe retorted.' you needed." t fore?" Ho looked down at her keenly. And what should you say I needed he said. I am not quite so adamantine awl he , And soon Merrlal had another bright "Yes so I did!" Merrlal tried to emuevidently appear. Don't you know what you inquired, with a humorous look at her down upon that colorful feature of English late thb pink of Rivington nonchalance, and , life,. the. unique relationship-betwee- a were doing when you beckon a men Into your .J.is. straight - tbe with marked auocess. " You see, be brought cave with those eyes end feed him with en- She considered him with her head 1bent tenantry and their landed overlords; the 1 Preserve company after . perfect balance of deference and independup the Heart-o-Fruchanted eweeter' sideways, daintily. , the chocolate and magenta agent had been was her direct verdict, at But I thought you were aa agent, she ence from the former, with patronage and "Dynamite, down to taste the preserve" which Henry gave one of his gentlemanly pleaded. "You know I did! Oh, please don't respect for their Independence from the lat" ha ha's." Ah! I sea," Hart of the Heart be a big man with a stick! Let me get away, manner of hearty ter; Iiord Rivington drawled RJvington.' "That was clever of So you think th universe would be well a little from this wonderful hot!, and Jhee friendliness towards the farmer himself, and him," he added enigmatically. "And hes rid of mer yw trees, end th lawn. Isnt your cave perfect consideration and courtliness to his aa American, you ay. Mother and I met a more enchanting far than mine? And And hostess the happily flurried and -- proud Oh, no." Merrtal was senousty apologetic. " I didnt mean enough dynamite for that. a perfectly stunning American Miss Hart chatelaine of the old stone farmhouse, misyour eyes are very nice, too. Lord Rivington. la Parle last winter, when ha were calling on tress of the fowl and dairy departments as Oh, I I think this kind of thing is harder for Just well, shake you up a little." ' the Stantons there. Mrs. Clanton was an - Try It," he euggee'ed. her husband was master of Jhe beasts and me then anything else in th world. I am "Do you think American, you know. Miss Hart had Xetjl - the land! Such wholesome haaelneis aad nod stupid about other things, but about this you couldr -- s, . 1 - f ' i J e g ... ' r side-flig- ,uoe... it 1 you-Tri- x. ehr - Tee tike him a way; hut do yes, even to loving him in I lova him, even to marrying himTThat the question' And now I've got to answer It. O, dear why must ft " always othe tff thSlT'when' T really do n't want tt, m bit? tv not pliyed tey game of , chess a bit cleverly. . She wandered down, dressed for dinner, to muse by th stick fire lighted in deference to the pise rather than for Any practical need in th old wainscoted hall, with Hs generations of portraits, its ancient flags and armor, and its giant hearthstone surmounted proudly, over th .stone mantel with the armorial bearings of th Riving ton a. Could eh live up to all this or back to it. rather? And then her memory took her traveling over the Atlantic, and across a continent to th ranch at Crystal creek, with its house, hung with skins aad Indian bead work, adorned with antlered heads not as of history, but along with the very guns and knives and gear that were still being used year In and year out in tha life of th pjace as it now was, a house of today,, and a very part of th western ranges which had become to her, spiritually at least, bon of her bon and flesh, of her flesh Ah, Tripp, Tripp! I can never give ft And I guesa up never, she murmured. youre part of it for you, more than any on else, gave me th spirit of it O, what hav I done, what hav I done? And in real dismay and bewilderment of mind she gaxed about her at this ancient home of th Rivington almost as if in ter- ror lest it should close In upon her, like a tomb. At th sound of a footstep coming down th wide stone staircase she turned her head, expecting to see Lord Rivington. She started back, almost faint with amass ment; ft couldnt be! But it was; it was Tripp's voles. " Merrte," h said, coming gently towards her. - Ite all right it's me, sure enough. I got your wire, motored right down and Lord Rivington, insisted on my staying hers, instead of at tho inn. " O, Tripp, you dear, dear Tripp," and ah buried her head in his coat and 1st her tears come unrestrained. I "Steady, little girl steady," he said. "I ought not to hav scared you like that" Tht? matter of fact, simple comforting way brought her quickly to herself. It was so silly of me, Mr laugh was a X was little quavery. just thinking about and creek', father, and and you." Crystal She became tonguetied, while he released her, and stood at a kind of questioning attention. aa who should say; " And now that I am her, what?" But after th impulsive outburst of the first greeting a sudden chill of estrangement seemed to fall between them. As sh took him in with her searching look ahe found that his face was thinner and graver than of old. " I didn't realize how homesick I was till I saw you, Tripp," said she, again instinetlve-lapologizing for her outburst "But Ive been sway such ages, and a horns fac is y good!" You've not seen Dick?" asked l'rlpp. "Only for a few moments; hes st taking some special course. Poor old Dick!" But her sh gave a little choke and put her Anger tips on Tripp'! arm, " He's he's getting sensible again; you wont managed to manufacture a smile "you won't have to smash his eyeglass; hss don It hlmeelf." ' "Good work! Hes th real stuff. Dick, if h only knew it Ai)d how about qulno preserve, Merrie?" "Haven't you seen th report? .1 thought you came over for that" He winced; it waste trifle too direct even for him! Well, you tee, I only got to London 1st yesterday, and I had to complete all th . pp j - . but thie moth is terribly singed: more thaii he deeervee; and it's hurting more V than himself, too. . "Moth singeing is a law of nature. Mer -. eome-Takes moth. a You cant help thing pretty thick to shield flames." . Couldnt you make her do somethingmust halp! ft? really shout Tripp. you One of Tripps eyebrows flew up eomfcafly. J Ol I must What muet l do?" : t "You must write to Gertrude. No. I tried that ones Ita not onlYv smart. td makes Gertruda moth wings that Pva not forgotten my lesson. Merrlal looked amused. "Why? - Whet did ehe say?" Tripp flxsd his eyes upon Martial. ' She teia me, Ii Aftw4fed elowfy, that a man that had managed hie own love affair so badly was not the man to give advice." Merrlal' waa scarlet. ' " O. Tripp! What a shame! " a " Mer eyelashes- - "rere fluttering - over-- wide z-- -- ' T "I ! Kenneth Stinton, you know; I wrote to frowned. " Singeing another moth, ' her birdllke head. a vceh"aad at tha aaceetrel hotna of tha ftlTinf ton aoeoectiofiat lord Rtatnytop hartny flhowtr tohpf tympflomo of falhof in love with thb yirL At tha com ium tuna Tripp Hart aanda word that ha ha reaarra to nylaad to help Marrtal with her quint p - " No." she answered, I'm not explosive s you'd he surprised if you eould knW how ' confused and strange I am, I maka mbs enough; besides. Im really in awe of you. takes and make myself unhappy bitterly: "Are you really?" said Henry, dryly. and whams wore. I make other people very Shouldnt hav notloe4 it," unhappy, too, and I hate myself to after" Oh, yes." said Merrlal. If I shut ray wards, because I have meant to be kind and eyes to your car I feel aa if you wers Sir I waa really cruel And I have thought ft Philip Sidney and Sir Walter Raleigh, and was real when oh, dont let me be cruel to all the other chevaliers tans peur st tans t you. dear Lord Rivington! reproche rolled into on. Theres something Her ladyship haa arrived, your lordship," fairy storyish in a Utle to an American,' you quavered the voice of the ancient servitor see. Its almost mythological to every one as he passed by them towards the great doorbut a Newport cottager. I dare say I feel way at tha and of tha halL the way AUcs did when she met tha Unicorn As sha dressed for dinner that evening who,, by the way, wore an eyeglass, too. In the old tape try hung bedroom, with Its Youre my first fabulous monster, your monstrous high canopied bed, to which a ' .. lordship. stately dame had escorted her with sit the "Thanks." said , fhll dignity of a duchaea In reduced circumC, Henry, while Mer--rie- l stances and of a bygone ager Merrlal had gave him an to fact much searching of the heart and .arch tr -- ffy Katherine Newlin Burt VJ 1 -- pupils.- - " '7 ; admitted th Justice of th rebuke," . went on Tripp coolly, and since then my mottos been Hands off. After all, whati the use, Merrte? Gertruds and I will never . j understand each other. Shes lived with the Baltimore aunt I've bean out on tha world. Shes aouthfl'ra west When I left her she was a little soft kitten in a pinafore;'. when I cam back she waa Gertruda 8h -thinks Im raw material; I think she's B whirligig. Fight it 1out with Gertrude your, "I self, old , girl., Not about this. I cant said Merrtal Ws've always been on th surface, Gertrud and I. Besides, sh was furious with ms ;; for, throwing you over, Tripp." Humor and hurt fought with each other for an Instant in Tripp face. Humor held hie mouth corners when he next looked at .7 Merrlal, but angry pain bad conquered his eye. " Youre-s-frankMerrlal," said he, and eh gave him an apologetic' glance That iomer how succeeded only ih routing humor alto , gather from the strong bronsed face. "Then I must writ her myeelf." sighed' She can snub m this time. Th , Merrlal. asm remark might apply, mightnt it, . Tripp? " " rt Not by a whols lot," h answered grimly. - " She said my love affair remember. Savvy, . Merrie?"' ' " Savvy," answered Merrlal, but she did not look altogether convinced. "What did you com over for then, Tripp?" she murmured a moment laterr dont ear anything about quince preserve. What was there in it for you? " " You - Of course, her question and her smile were teasing him, but Tripp took his time for a reply. He went over to th fireplace, search , ing her gravely with his deep ayes. T cam to see your Englishman," Be said at last. " My Englishman? I havent any English man." But Just at that moment Lord Rivington came down stairs. Tripp laughed his big, gay laugh, and Merrlal blushed, annoyed. " Mr. Hart doesnt mean to let that recipe get away from him you see. Miss Houlton. I think hs half suspected I was after th agency, for it thyself," and be laugningly told Tripp th story of his deceptive tost ' ' ; t r Inga. "Thats the trouble," commented Merrisl Onoe I allow these agents to taste they" - -- keep tasting and taatlrfg, but never come td th point and buy. I shell hav to make' a rule: No tasting without a deposit, down. "A a business woman you werent at all surprised to Alm tonight, now were yotL Mies Houlton?" " Im afraid I gave myself away complete ly. I should have seemed td expect him to rush here, of course but tbs fact is I ' thought at first It was his ghost, haunting the historic home of tho Rivington! " M " I think we'd better not give her another shock. Lord Rivington. She might turn into a' ghost herself. Who do you think ' ' cam with me. Merrie?" , I Who? Not Dick?" j " 1 ' "No; guess again. She pondered, deeply puzzled, then flashed 1 - i up at him. .' "Not Dad?" No. No such luck for y6u," as ha saw. her fac fell. Juet Gertruda "'Gertrude? Here? Why why, how? " Sh got a notion into her head to coma "1M over with me said you wanted her to; and' when I got your wire this afternoon In London eh insisted on our hiring a machine at once and motoring right down. Wa meant to find an Inn to put up at, but Lord Rivlh ton most kindly' '' '7 Os-for- ,7 , 7 "she '7 :Z business of the purchase of the company. Th reports are ail on my desk there, and I did Just glance at them. But what do they "Nothing could he more deilghtfuL'Im matter?" sure," Henry Rivington drawled. " You ee.7 as I said, my mother and I had met Miss Sh looked at him so keenly that hs quailed, and added; Ill go Into them Hart before, st th Stanton's, Id Paris.' Its directly I get back on Saturday, if you like." .a great pleasure to hav you both with ua. O, dear me! she said. " I thought youd And now down tha staircase' arm lit arm . brought your company's decision with you." with har hostess, swspt Gertrud th Heart ' g to b held lees. Strangely, Marrlalrat once thought Tripp drooped; ha " strictly to business," that was evident! to herself that here, certainly, waa her sure " It's Aunt Jane's recipe, you know, Tripp; defense! Gertrud should be turned to acI want to sail it so that sh shall not be count ehe must be set to work to melt and so dreadfully poor; I want her to get a little i bend to her will Lord Rivington. She felt ' Income from it Shell eo proud that no one v It In her bonee that ha, varily, waa the red could give her anything, you see. Sh of steel that had resisted her wilee in Paris. doeen't kiow about ft yet that I'm trying Heavens be praised. Gertrude waa, on this to sell it, I mean. She wouldnt let me, if occasion, e very present help in time of sh knew, I expect" trouble! And then Merrlal ehanged th subject Te be continued. ." OoprrIsAt: 191 : p? KstkerUw Pew flu BnrAJ "Gertrude's been up to mischief, Triam rsv i was-goin- , . J t |